Infiltrating the world of cultivation

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The dynasty had perfected the art of swift movement, cleverly combining its speed with the agility of the Wind Step technique.

At this moment, the dynasty transformed into a blurry phantom, indistinct to behold, yet it dodged many stray rocks with its agility.

Any oversights were blocked by the power of the Vajra Talisman.

We were not far from that large ship, but as the saying goes, "looking at a mountain makes a horse run itself to death." This ship-shaped magical artifact, although it looked close, still required at least a kilometer of travel.

In the meantime, they also had to avoid the interference of drifting rocks, which naturally slowed them down.

Finally, the dynasty was about to approach the boat-shaped magic weapon, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The boat-shaped magic weapon suddenly rose from the ground!

The move was so sudden! Wang Chao couldn't dodge in time and ended up swallowing a mouthful of dirt.

What's going on? Without time to think, Wang Chao immediately held his breath and covered his mouth and nose.

At this moment, the dynasty has been buried in dust.

"Are you kidding me?! I'll fuck your grandpa!"

As the smoke cleared, Wang Chao couldn't help but curse. It was like going out to meet a prostitute, taking off all your clothes, and just as you were about to stuff a rocket launcher into an air-raid shelter, the anti-prostitution squad arrived.

What kind of feeling was that?

boom!

Just as the dynasty was filled with resentment, a stray stone flew by and struck the back of the dynasty's head. At that moment, the Vajra Talisman became ineffective.

hum!

Wang Chao felt a buzzing in his brain, as if countless ants were crawling on him, and a tingling sensation.

boom!

The nine-story ancient pagoda trembled, and the ancestral pearl at its spire released a soft light, beginning to repair the dynasty's body.

The back of the dynasty's head, which had been struck by a stray rock and was bleeding profusely, was now visibly repairing itself.

Human consciousness exists in the form of brainwaves. Although Wang Chao was in a coma, he could vaguely sense that his body was being lifted up.

The whistling wind in my ears proved that the speed was not slow, but the up-and-down jolting was quite uncomfortable, like riding a tractor on a dirt road in the countryside, and I felt like my testicles were about to be thrown out of my body.

When Wang Chao regained consciousness, he felt warm all over, and the smell of scorching protein lingered in his nostrils, along with the aroma of meat.

This is a cave, and more than twenty people are crammed into the small cave.

These twenty-odd people were clearly divided into two groups.

There are eight people on one side and sixteen people on the other, including Wang Chao, making a total of twenty-four people. Judging from their aura, they are all innate masters!

"Immortal Wang!"

A middle-aged man with an earnest expression appeared. Wang Chao recognized him; he seemed to be from Zuo Qiuzhen's camp. It appeared he had gotten separated from the group.

"What's the situation now?"

Wang Chao was somewhat confused and unclear about the current situation. He remembered that he seemed to have been hit on the back of the head, which caused him to lose consciousness.

But when Wang Chao touched the back of his head, he felt a scab of blood, but otherwise he was perfectly fine.

Strange, could it be that my regenerative abilities have become stronger again?

“Immortal Wang, after I got separated from the General, I went to Central Mountain to look for my fellow citizens of Wei. I never expected to find you among the rocks.”

This is the border between the states of Chu and Wei. Those of us on this side are prisoners of war from Wei, who miraculously survived.

Wang Chao finally remembered that the middle-aged man's name was Dong Xiang.

Dong Xiang glanced at the eight people opposite him, his expression indifferent.

"These eight people are from the State of Chu. They made a mistake and were punished by being sent to the Spirit Mine in the Southern Mountains."

"Now that we are all innate masters, is there any place in the Chu Kingdom that we cannot go?"

Who knows, we might just go and sit on that emperor's dog's chair for a while.

Among the eight, the leader was a burly man with a dark face and bulging muscles, like the gnarled roots of an old tree. It seemed that he had been tempered quite a bit at the Nanshan Spirit Mine.

"Oh, I've heard that your Chu emperor is a disciple of the Qinghui Sword Sect. Aren't you afraid he'll come back for revenge?"

Dong Xiang shattered the illusion of that burly man.

"Gentlemen, have you ever heard of the Grand Preceptor of the State of Wei, named Li Wenshu?"

Wang Chao saw that the other eight people were all experts at the Innate Stage, and his mind began to work.

"The White-Robed Imperial Preceptor Li Wenshu? Of course I've heard of him. His martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world. Even though I've taken the Spirit Nourishing Pill, I'm not necessarily his match!"

The burly man did not hold back his praise for Li Wenshu just because Li was from Wei. His words were full of admiration for Li Wenshu.

"I am good friends with Li Wenshu. To be honest, three months ago, Li Wenshu and I worked together to kill a Qi Refining Stage 3 expert!"

Today, I am going to the State of Wei to find Li Wenshu. If any of you are interested, you may come with me.

Li Wenshu has already reached the pinnacle of skill. I suppose none of you possess innate talent or spiritual roots. Don't you want to make progress in the path of martial arts?

Moreover, it seems there will be nowhere for you all to find refuge in the State of Chu!

The dynasty appealed to their reason and emotions, and was not afraid that these people would not go.

“I am a man of Chu. If I go to Wei, won’t I be beaten and killed?”

Moreover, that white-robed national advisor has only taken one disciple named Zuo Qiuzhen, and has declared that he will no longer accept disciples. Our going there would likely be futile.

The burly man with the bushy hair looked somewhat tempted; clearly, he too had been persuaded by the dynasty.

"Gentlemen, you need not worry. Let's not even talk about whether Li Wenshu will give me face."

Even if you are rejected, I can still arrange for you to become disciples of Zuo Qiuzhen.

"That Zuo Qiuzhen, last month, single-handedly killed a cultivator at the third stage of Qi Refining. Is such a feat worthy of being your teacher?"

Wang Chao continued to use his eloquence, but in his heart he thought to himself, "I've brought so many innate masters to your Wei Kingdom. If I don't give them some benefits, it really won't be right."

I wonder if the eighth prince of Wei has defeated his brothers yet. With Li Wenshu's assistance, it shouldn't be too difficult.

At night, the twenty-four men gathered, forming a team, and began to plot their incursion into the State of Wei.

The weakest among them were all experts at the innate stage, so naturally they were bold and fearless due to their high skill level.

Originally, everyone feared that delays might lead to unforeseen circumstances and wanted to travel as quickly as possible, but the dynasty rejected their request.

What a joke! From the moment I transmigrated here, I was immediately put in jail, and after that, I went to work in the mines. It's the standard setup for a manual laborer.

Now that he has finally escaped, the dynasty is no longer in a hurry to find the Qinghui Sword Sect, but wants to enjoy the pleasures of the secular world.

If he didn't release some tension soon, Wang Chao felt like he was about to go crazy.

Can't cultivators experience life in the secular world? Can't billionaires eat at roadside stalls? Can't stunning beauties poop and fart?

This logic doesn't work on the dynasty. Besides, the dynasty also wanted to try the "playing dumb to fool the enemy" game.

It's not that he has this kind of perverse taste; it's just a way for me to de-stress and relieve the stress of months of arduous training.